Cold Season
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alexisanderson
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The first time he kissed me It felt like the world opened up again.

Cold Season

The first time he kissed me It felt like the world opened up again.

There were no fireworks- Or sparks-

But a glow that rose up And warmed everything it touched, Like sunlight after a first frost.

I felt the part of me that had been frozen So many times it became brittle and sharp Begin to melt.

Like a spoonful of honey At the bottom of a teacup.

I'm starting to believe this winter Isn't forever.

And maybe someday (sooner than I thought)

My fingertips will be warm again.

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